Ashley’s 911 Call
Andrew gently touched her hand.
“You never have to hide those feelings from me.”
She took a long breath.
“I was scared the police would yell.”
“They helped you.
You did the right thing by calling.”
Ashley opened Buddy’s worn ear and showed him a tiny drawing she’d tucked inside: a star above a blue pickup, with a bright orange sun coming out from the clouds.
“I made this so you wouldn’t get lost again.”